We just got hit by a huge earthquake and we survived. What will we do?
My answer:
We should make sure that all of us are alright. Then, if any buildings crashed, look for people who are hurt and help them. I would want to call for help, however the phone service is out. What I hope my first instict would be is to make sure the people who are injured get away to a more safer place. I know everyone would be hurrying, scared, shocked, etc.
We would have to get rid of our panic state and try to think with a regular mind. We'd need to know how to get water, shelter, heat, safety, food, etc.
However, I was thinking I would probably want to get to the dorms somehow to see if my friends and boyfriend are okay. Or, I'd want to get to my biological mother's place, where I'd feel a lot safer with someone I knew. I don't think I'd ever be prepared enough for something so terrifying.
Sunday, March 8
Wednesday, March 4
Bigfoot
Fastwrite for February 25, 2009. Write about bigfoot.
Is bigfoot real? If this big man with a lot of hair is, is there proof of existence? If not, why the myth? I believe there is that sort of hairy monster out there somewhere deep in isolated woods. Here is the story I made up:
The woods are dark and you are somewhere in Anchorage. You are all alone because you decided to take a little night stroll. Your somewhere in the middle of your walk. In one hand, you have a flashlight and in the other a ciggarette. Everything is going fine, your getting your little bit of exercise and you have time to think to yourself. As you are in deep thought, you get distracted by what sounds like footsteps, some branches on the ground cracking, and leaves are rumbling. You flash your flashlight around you, and I mean everywhere surrounding you. Yet, there is nothing. So, you decide to keep walking and forget about whatever the noise was coming from. As soon as you start to forget, you hear the strange noise again, this time you get a little paranoid. You get the feeling someone is watching you and is following you. The noise starts to get louder, closer, and the noise feels as though it's getting closer.
And that's how far I got.
So, do you think there is such a thing as bigfoot? If so, what's your story?
Is bigfoot real? If this big man with a lot of hair is, is there proof of existence? If not, why the myth? I believe there is that sort of hairy monster out there somewhere deep in isolated woods. Here is the story I made up:
The woods are dark and you are somewhere in Anchorage. You are all alone because you decided to take a little night stroll. Your somewhere in the middle of your walk. In one hand, you have a flashlight and in the other a ciggarette. Everything is going fine, your getting your little bit of exercise and you have time to think to yourself. As you are in deep thought, you get distracted by what sounds like footsteps, some branches on the ground cracking, and leaves are rumbling. You flash your flashlight around you, and I mean everywhere surrounding you. Yet, there is nothing. So, you decide to keep walking and forget about whatever the noise was coming from. As soon as you start to forget, you hear the strange noise again, this time you get a little paranoid. You get the feeling someone is watching you and is following you. The noise starts to get louder, closer, and the noise feels as though it's getting closer.
And that's how far I got.
So, do you think there is such a thing as bigfoot? If so, what's your story?
Do we let them starve?
On February 18, 2009 our class discussion was about the laws of life, the community of life, and helping people who are in need by sending them food.
My question is that what if the people who are being sent food become just dependent on that instead of trying to find different means of living. If this does or is happening, do we keep helping them? For example, the peopel with food stamps, housing assistance, energy assistance, heating assistance, unemployment, etc. I believe that some people really depend on all of that. However, most of those need a lot of help. Villages and small towns can only hold so many people to employ or feed.
For example, the village of Emmonak and the rest of the lower Yukon are having a hard time deciding between buying either gas or food. They are getting help, but how long will it last? How long will they need help? I'm excited about them getting help, but just like food stamp and unemployment, you can get dependent on them. If something goes wrong, someone could blame the people they are being helped by. A person could be thinking "well, I'm already getting this, why would I need a job? Why do I need to hunt?" I'm just saying it could happen, but I really hope it doesn't. People without enought motivation could easily give up and lose hope.
There are a lot of issues and certain things, like how a person thinks, that can't be controled. For instance, what nature does is natural. It happens and we really can't do anything about it. I mean, there are ways, but how do we find one that really works?
My question is that what if the people who are being sent food become just dependent on that instead of trying to find different means of living. If this does or is happening, do we keep helping them? For example, the peopel with food stamps, housing assistance, energy assistance, heating assistance, unemployment, etc. I believe that some people really depend on all of that. However, most of those need a lot of help. Villages and small towns can only hold so many people to employ or feed.
For example, the village of Emmonak and the rest of the lower Yukon are having a hard time deciding between buying either gas or food. They are getting help, but how long will it last? How long will they need help? I'm excited about them getting help, but just like food stamp and unemployment, you can get dependent on them. If something goes wrong, someone could blame the people they are being helped by. A person could be thinking "well, I'm already getting this, why would I need a job? Why do I need to hunt?" I'm just saying it could happen, but I really hope it doesn't. People without enought motivation could easily give up and lose hope.
There are a lot of issues and certain things, like how a person thinks, that can't be controled. For instance, what nature does is natural. It happens and we really can't do anything about it. I mean, there are ways, but how do we find one that really works?
Sunday, February 8
Fastwrite- Left Alone
Imagine, somewhere someone in Alaska discovered a group of people living as they did for hundreds of years. What do we do? What should we do about them? Rescue? Whats our obligation, what do you want to happen? Write as though it just happened today (01-28-09).
A group of people are discovered. What do we do? What do I do? I would want them to be left alone. Their culture could strive, as the way it obviously has. No outside disruption. I'm pretty sure they would have discovered us, too, but they chose not to make contact with us, which probably means they don't want anything to do with us. But, if they were in trouble, how could we help them with trouble already happening all over Alaska now? How could we help them without having the money, the resources, and with everyone already having money problems they have now? They're already striving with their culture, maybe they could teach us. First, we'd have to get their trust. Make sure it's okay. Get just a avery select few to talk with them. And those who make contact with them would have to be similar to their culture and the way they speak. Ask if they need help, if not, give them a card to get in contact with you when they do (just being sarcastic). If they don't need help, leave them (that is if they want to be left). But, NO media! Then, it'd kind of be ruined, they'll be like every culture in Alaska now. Culture receeding, storied forgotten, and language gone.
A group of people are discovered. What do we do? What do I do? I would want them to be left alone. Their culture could strive, as the way it obviously has. No outside disruption. I'm pretty sure they would have discovered us, too, but they chose not to make contact with us, which probably means they don't want anything to do with us. But, if they were in trouble, how could we help them with trouble already happening all over Alaska now? How could we help them without having the money, the resources, and with everyone already having money problems they have now? They're already striving with their culture, maybe they could teach us. First, we'd have to get their trust. Make sure it's okay. Get just a avery select few to talk with them. And those who make contact with them would have to be similar to their culture and the way they speak. Ask if they need help, if not, give them a card to get in contact with you when they do (just being sarcastic). If they don't need help, leave them (that is if they want to be left). But, NO media! Then, it'd kind of be ruined, they'll be like every culture in Alaska now. Culture receeding, storied forgotten, and language gone.
Tuesday, February 3
Fastwrite-Mt. ReDoubt!
Tell the story, not in terms of science. Explain the story of was is going on with the volcanoe, if you knew nothing about volcanoes. Kind of like the story of the Sleeping Lady.
I hear this rumbling...the sky gets darker later that day. I'm wondering all to myself, what is going on? Everyone is in a frantic, running around, yelling, running away. Maybe the place we stand in is falling. Mother nature made a deal with us, saying, if we keep her clean, i'll give you a place to stay, food to eat, and warmth. No one was apparently listening, and no one obviously hasn't listened to her. It sounds as though she's angry, yelling, shouting out "How could you?!" You could feel her anger, her heat raging, pouring out bright colors.
I start leaving our hometown. We all reach the other mountains, opposite of the rumbling. We get towards the top, just in time. Our village in flames, a sea of bright red has swallowed it. You could see mother natures tears pouring out of that tall beautiful mountain.
We gathered and talked about it. What was happening? In the back, someone said quietly, "she's angry." Never again we doubted mother nature. We moved to a place that was later called Anchorage, and named nature's angry mountain, Mt. Redoubt.
I hear this rumbling...the sky gets darker later that day. I'm wondering all to myself, what is going on? Everyone is in a frantic, running around, yelling, running away. Maybe the place we stand in is falling. Mother nature made a deal with us, saying, if we keep her clean, i'll give you a place to stay, food to eat, and warmth. No one was apparently listening, and no one obviously hasn't listened to her. It sounds as though she's angry, yelling, shouting out "How could you?!" You could feel her anger, her heat raging, pouring out bright colors.
I start leaving our hometown. We all reach the other mountains, opposite of the rumbling. We get towards the top, just in time. Our village in flames, a sea of bright red has swallowed it. You could see mother natures tears pouring out of that tall beautiful mountain.
We gathered and talked about it. What was happening? In the back, someone said quietly, "she's angry." Never again we doubted mother nature. We moved to a place that was later called Anchorage, and named nature's angry mountain, Mt. Redoubt.
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